These last words were spoken to the waiters, who were now accustomed to removing the untasted dishes almost as soon as they were put upon the table.
"Have the coffee when it comes. It'll warm you for the fog outside."
"Thanks, I'm not used to coddling."
"Then you ought to be. But about what we were saying: then, I quite thought old Perigal a pig for saying that about women; now, I know he's absolutely right."
"Absolutely wrong."
"Eh!"
"Absolutely wrong. It's the other way about. It's men who're worthless, not poor women; and they don't care what they drag us down to so long as they get their own ends," cried Mavis.
"Nonsense!" he commented.
"I've been out in the world and have seen what goes on," retorted Mavis.
"It isn't my experience."